Hello everyone. I have been coming to this site for a few months and just joined today after reading through some of these threads. This is going to be a long post, so please bare with me. I was saved as a young child. I grew up in a family that believed, but rarely attended church. My grandmother was very religious though, and through talks with her, I became a believer and accepted Christ, but that was about the end of it. I went to her church every once in awhile, usually around Easter, but not consistently. Fast forward to sometime in 2004. My wife wasn't raised in a religious family and had several questions about life, so she started going to a Baptist church that her friend went to. She actually went for a couple of years while I stayed at home and watched NFL Countdown, etc . I finally felt in my heart that I needed to be by her side when she needed me, so I started going with her. I liked the church alot. There were alot of younger guys like me that I could relate to. It was kinda like being around "the guys" again. We talked about everything; hunting, fishing, football. And through all this, my Faith was getting stronger as I kept attending and hearing the Word. Ok, fast forward to now. To make this part shorter, our church basically has 5 "baby" churches that assistant preachers have left to start. We had an assistant preacher that left about a year ago to start another church. He moved his family (wife and 2 very young boys) to this town and everything was going well. He started out with a few guest and turned that into 75-100 in attendance every Sunday in about 8 months. He was really a bright spot for that town. A couple of months ago, he was killed in an auto accident. He was on his way home from church and was hit by a teenager that ran a stop sign. Everyone that you talk to will tell you this man was a man of strong Faith. He would always walk in with a smile, no matter what the situation was. This left his wife in a very tough spot (she was a homemaker) and left the two little boys without a father. It also left that small growing church without a preacher. Since this has happened, my head has been spinning with questions. Why? I know we are taught to believe that he has a plan and that everything happens because its his will, but why would he leave these two little boys without a father to grow up with? I just can't wrap my head around this. Other questions have started flooding in. Seeing these little children dying from parents beating/mistreating them. All of the natural disasters. It just seems that something else is happening. I have started questioning my Faith. I am starting to drift away. I just see more and more every day that makes me look at life in a different way. Sorry for the long rant, just had to get that off my mind. Haven't been able to talk to anyone about it. Thanks for reading!